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A crusty, crotchety, feeble Joe Biden would have lost last night’s presidential debate even if President Donald J. Trump hadn’t shown up at CNN’s Atlanta studios to tactfully expose Biden’s evident weaknesses—the inability to deliver a cogent thought without the aid of a teleprompter or his advisors whispering answers into an earpiece surreptitiously.
The debate opened with Biden struggling to walk six feet to his podium as CNN mouthpieces Jake Tapper and Dana Bush introduced him as the President of the United States, a title bestowed upon him by globalists, elitists, and the mainstream media, not by legitimate American voters. Whereas Biden appeared in need of a walker or wheelchair to reach the stage, President Donald J. Trump marched into enemy territory full of vim and vigor, bristling with energetic confidence, facts, and proof that only he has the gusto and skill to end the tyranny, injustice, and economic warfare the illegal regime has wrought upon the citizenry these last four years.
The debate was essentially over the moment Biden opened his mouth. He was lost and confused, mumbling so quietly that viewers could hardly hear his responses and frequently answering questions with nonsensical answers even though he and his army of Deep State advisors had spent eight days hunkered down at Camp David prepping for the debate.
Biden’s performance was an epic embarrassment, a fact not lost on his handlers, who, according to White Hat sources, were left reeling in the aftermath. The weight of his failure was palpable.
A U.S. Army Cyber Command source said “a man sounding like Obama” telephoned Biden to express dismay at Biden’s performance. “You fucked up, Joe. You really fucked this one up,” Obama reportedly told him. And Antony Blinken, still hiding in Eastern Europe, phoned Biden with his appraisal of Biden’s presentation: “You’ve dug yourself a deep grave.” It’s unclear if he meant that figuratively.
His wife, Jill, on the other hand, praised his performance. Following the debate, Biden met Jill backstage, embraced her, and asked, “I won, didn’t I? I beat him good.” She replied, “Of course you did,” obviously coddling him.
Our ARCYBER source would not say how White Hats discerned the conversations, citing operational security. He said they’re still evaluating the debate to determine whether the Biden on stage was real or a body double or clone.
“We know there’s a lot of debate out there if the real Joe’s dead or alive. As we’ve told you before, Mike, we’ve seen no concrete proof he’s dead. So far, what we saw last night seemed like the true Joe. That’s our interpretation at this time,” the source said.
As ARCYBER at Fort Gordon scrutinized the debate in real-time, so did the White Hat council at Camp Pendleton. General Eric M. Smith, having just dealt with his own clone fiasco, arrived back at Pendleton from vacation an hour before the debate. Any fears of Biden repeating his fiery and cogent “Dark Brandon” performance last march were allayed when he, responding to Tapper’s question about inflation, confusedly stammered about coming from Scranton, Pennsylvania, and something about kitchen sinks. A source in Gen. Smith’s office said the White Hat council had laughed hysterically, as though watching a comedy, as Biden descended deeper into madness. That the Deep State sent a totally incompetent, inept Biden to square off against Trump, who answered debate questions factually and succinctly, with poise and dignity, stunned the White Hat council.
“They couldn’t believe what they were seeing. It was like a comedy skit. It was more proof Biden’s just a puppet. Can’t believe they pulled him out of his basement for this. Assuming that was Joe Biden, it’s pretty obvious he’s become so addicted to drugs and Adrenochrome that they’ve lost efficacy on him. He was paralyzed like a deer caught in headlights. He humiliated himself. Trump didn’t have to slay him,” our source said.
Asked to speculate why the Deep State sent Biden instead of a facsimile, he said, “If they sent a clone, Trump would’ve pulled its pants down and shown it had no genitals, and if they sent a double, Trump would’ve ripped off its mask. That’s my guess. Instead, they seem to have shown the world the real Joseph R. Biden, who was more interested in proving he could beat Trump at golf than debating serious issues.”
And asked if the Deep State intended for Biden to lose, as an excuse to replace him as the presumptive Democratic nominee at the last moment, he said, “If that’s true, it doesn’t explain the Blinken and Obama phone calls. But anything is possible.”
The U.S. Army Criminal Investigation Division on Friday arrested Deep Stater and District Attorney of New York County Alvin Bragg on charges of treason and election interference near his home—he owns several—in New York City’s historic St. Nicholas District, also known as Striver’s Row, sources in General Eric M. Smith’s office told Real Raw News.
If justice prevails, Bragg will soon live on a different row—death row at Guantanamo Bay’s Camp Delta internment facility for Deep State prisoners.
White Hats, our source said, had been pursuing Bragg since the day he empaneled a Grand Jury of Deep State sympathizers to indict President Donald J. Trump on fabricated charges aimed at imprisoning him or, if that failed, damaging Trump’s chances of becoming the 2024 Republican nominee—a plan that continues to backfire as more significant numbers of citizens rally behind the besieged president.
Bragg, he added, had fallen off the White Hats’ radar shortly after that, as the Deep State had replaced him with a convincing body double that appeared in his stead at press conferences and televised broadcasts. The double shared Bragg’s rotund features and had been trained to mimic his gait, mannerisms, and speech. The actual Bragg had secreted himself away somewhere, a feat most miraculous for an obese piece of gelatinous lard that wobbles when it walks and can’t take three steps without huffing and puffing and pausing to catch its breath. White Hats ignored the lookalikes to avoid showing their hand while patiently waiting for Bragg to appear from whatever gaping hole he had crawled inside. History has shown that Deep Staters hate being restrained by their handlers and always return to the roost eventually. Homesickness and doppelgangers crediting themselves for Deep Staters’ accomplishments are reasons why Deep Staters go back to the fold.
“And that’s when they’re most vulnerable,” our source said. “Bragg is a special kind of stupid. He thought he was invulnerable and walked right into our hands.”
CID, he said, had been watching three of Bragg’s properties for several months, during which time they saw at least one Bragg imposter come and go as if he were lord of the household, affectionately and amorously greeting the real Bragg’s wife, Jamila Ponton, upon returning to the Striver’s Row home each day after work. They would embrace rapturously, hugging and kissing on the doorstep.
“It’s pretty sick, and we’re sure Deep Staters’ spouses are in the plan. They’ve been married 20 years, so there’s no damn way she’s getting fooled by a double. None are that good. If it were a clone, well, maybe, but most of them got no genitals,” our source said.
Asked whether White Hats had ever seen the spouse of a Deep Stater engaged in acts of wanton lust with a body double or clone, he said, “Not personally. If I did, I’d have to bleach my eyeballs. I don’t want the image of that fat fuck, real or not, having sex in my head. It would be something you couldn’t unsee. And now that we have Bragg, we no longer have to peer in his windows.”
At 7:00 a.m. Friday, the CID surveillance team saw the fake Bragg wearing a blue pinstriped suit and oxford shoes leave the house, get into his car, and drive toward downtown Manhattan. Forty minutes later, a Cadillac Escalade pulled in front of the residence and out stepped Bragg from the passenger seat. This Bragg, however, wore a charcoal suit and wingtip shoes. CID could not identify the driver because the car’s windows had a dark tint. The investigators allowed the vehicle to depart and then moved against Bragg before he reached the front door.
Bragg spotted the investigators and tried to wobble away, but he collapsed to the ground convulsing when struck by four Tasers in his back, chest, neck, and face. CID zip-tied Bragg, whose bulbous wrists were too large for cuffs—and heaved his portly body into the rear seat of an SUV that had come screeching to a halt the second Bragg had hit the ground.
Our source said White Hats have overwhelming, irrefutable evidence proving Bragg is guilty of treason and election fraud and that Vice Admiral Darse E. Crandall will publish it at the Deep Stater’s military tribunal.
In a follow-up, the source confirmed the man in custody is the true Alvin Bragg and that his body double will also be arrested as soon as possible.
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